---

No use in turning back

First of many in my track

A group of your peers united

Bludgeoning my senses excited

Your screams are deafening

A melody that I'll let ring

Your face is pale and cold

Helplessness of your life controlled

I sense your anxiety spilling

The lifelessness of your eyes is so thrilling

Begging for your life to persist

The warmth of your blood and I cant resist

Decapitated and your insides mulched

Four bodies and I'm still untouched

Six feet under isn't deep enough

From a glance saw you unguided

Bickering separated divided

Easy prey the groups are sighted

Red waterfalls my greed is ignited

I can't help myself with my Unquenchable thirst

And I keep a hunger that that will be the end I deserve

Let the sanguine flow

The life in their eyes

The sound of their cries

Begging for your life to persist

The warmth of your blood and I cant resist

Decapitated and your insides mulched

Eight bodies and I'm still untouched

Six feet under isn't deep enough

Vision turning back

Life flowing through the crack

Your neck continues weeping

Victims I'm still seeking